Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

The black mist was not blocked by anything. It passed through the gravel and completely enveloped Sherlock.

Next to Sherlock, the armor spell that had always been maintained came into play at this time. The defensive magic resisted part of the erosion of the black mist, but only partially.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The sound of sharp spells came from the black mist again. This time Sherlock was unable to make advance preparations. His control magic was restricted in this black mist. It was limited to three meters, and there was no way to detect it. Information three meters away.

Sherlock could only roll around like an ugly donkey in the same place. The dark green light rubbed the hem of his robe and hit the ground, leaving a small piece of charred land.

If this continues, he can only be passively beaten. Voldemort has a variety of life-killing spells, just like a cat playing with a mouse. The claws that poke out from time to time may appear at any time. .

Fortunately, Sherlock is not really powerless to fight back. In any case, even if his current fighting ability is worse than that of Voldemort and Dumbledore, it is not so bad that he can't see the end at a glance.

After successfully dodging the second death curse, Sherlock did not hesitate to control the wands floating around him to form a circle around him.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

The invisible sharp blade centered on Sherlock and spread out in an instant, slashing across the middle!

The surrounding trees were cut off one after another, and even the black mist that was thicker than the night seemed to have a gap opened.

But there was no sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh around. Sherlock's attack seemed to have no effect at all, but the few pieces of black cloth falling in the wind proved that even if Voldemort hid from his spell, he would not be able to do it. So easy.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, his breathing became more rapid, and his concentration became tense.

No matter if someone is hurt or not, it is a good thing if there are results!

...

The third competition event, in the center of the maze, was originally where the Triwizard Cup was.

Silk's released pupils saw all the past of the stone pier used to store the trophy.

From the beginning it was made by Hagrid, and then placed in the maze before the Triwizard Cup, and then Dumbledore personally placed it on the Triwizard Cup in front of all the judges, and then late one night , a wizard whose whole body was shrouded in gray robes and whose face could not be seen clearly walked up to Shidun. He seemed to have used some complicated magic on the Triwizard Cup. It took him a full two hours to complete it. , then disappeared and left.

Finally, she also saw Cedric and Sherlock transformed into Harry, coming to the stone pier in the center of the maze. The two of them raised the trophy together, and finally disappeared at the same time.

At the end of the first time review, Silk's golden eyes were obviously a little darker.

She closed her eyes, her breathing was a little chaotic, and she spoke to Dumbledore in a rapid voice.

"The trophy that was originally here was changed into a portkey, and both of them were teleported away by this portkey."

As soon as Silke said these words, there was an uproar around him.

"Someone took action against the Triwizard Cup? Teleported Potter and Diggory away?" Professor McGonagall's expression was extremely ugly. If she hadn't known that Silk was not that kind of person who knew how to joke, she would have already started to doubt what she said. The truth of the words is gone.

Mrs. Weasley looked very panicked.

"There must be a way to save Harry and the others, right?"

Cedric's parents looked extremely decadent. They could only look at Dumbledore hoping that he would say something useful.

Fudge was no longer as aggressive as he was at the beginning. He looked a little embarrassed and stared at Dumbledore suspiciously. At this time, he was still wondering if this was Dumbledore's conspiracy.

Dumbledore heard Silk's words, but looked at several referees including Fudge.

"The one who was teleported away was not Harry. Harry is in a safe place now. The Harry who participated in the third competition event was transformed by Sherlock."

His words made the people around him explode.

"Professor Forrest has changed!"

"I said Harry was acting a little strange today." Hermione murmured to herself.

Mrs. Weasley and Bill looked at each other, the worry in their eyes not fading at all.

But the vast majority of the students' voices were rejoicing. In their hearts, Sherlock was undoubtedly a very powerful wizard. In such a sudden accident, his situation would definitely be much better than Harry's.

Several referees, including Fudge, had shocked expressions after hearing the news.

Madame Maxime frowned.

"Did you know before the game started that an accident would happen?"

Dumbledore's eyes were not looking at her, he was staring at someone before he answered Madam Maxime's question.

"We didn't know. We just took a precautionary measure to ensure Harry's safety. I think everyone should think the same as me. No matter how rare it is for this event that has not been held for centuries to be held again, No student’s life is too precious.”

Under Dumbledore's gaze, Bagman has now recovered from the shock that Harry who competed is actually Sherlock.

He still seemed to be acting normally, with a surprised expression, but because he was worried about Voldemort's reaction when he saw that the person sent over was Sherlock instead of Harry, his body couldn't help but tremble.

This scene naturally fell into Dumbledore's eyes.

And just when Dumbledore announced the news, Silk opened his eyes again to the stone pier and tried to watch the second time rewind.

Her focus was entirely on the mysterious man in gray robe.

It's not that I want to know his identity, but I want to see clearly the exact location of the modified portkey technique he used in the Triwizard Cup.

But the target of her retracement was not the Triwizard Cup itself after all. The stone pier was just a medium and was not directly involved in casting spells. Even if Silk spent more energy to look, he could only see some vague wand waving gestures.

After the second time review ended, two dazzling blood marks appeared on her face.

Using such an ability is very damaging to her, which is why she covers her eyes with a black ribbon.

But Silk had no intention of stopping.

Just before she started to go back in time for the third time, she tightened her grip on the pendant around her neck, uncorked the bottle without any hesitation, and drank the golden liquid inside in one gulp.

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